Lets try and remember. Before reminders and notifications before calendar and calculator earlier than maps prior to clock and long previous to flash light. Lets recall a place a zone if you will separate from system and far away from contacts. A zone that held those tools differently and governed by different means than our own hands. Lets remember that nostalgia is a lie and those basic rhythms perpetuate despite ourselves. If we can place ourselves there in the zone however forbidden it may feel then we can stalk ourselves into a constant discipline. A diaspora of time lost.